Another Memorial Day poem- this time the year is so strange, so future, I am taken aback. Jupiter is entering Gemini hasn't been here in 12 years. Did you know that 15 years ago when you died Jupiter appeared close to Neptune? I don't know how often that happens but it seemed special. Just as it still feels so rare and soul crushing to be without you. Yet, there are thousands of girls in love and just not aware, till their soulmate is killed in a country than hasn't ever known peace and still doesn't (what even is peace? It feels fiction) and us girls don't want to "remember the reason for the holiday" because it was all so senseless to begin with. You should have been home; you should have been home with me. But instead let's send more children to be killed. It will be different this time. Isn't insanity doing the same thing and expecting different results? I am beginning to believe governments know the end but don't care Parade. Parade. Senators and companies don't know love. Give me a fucking parade. That's a nice uniform to die in. Perfect for a night out on the town. Might get blown up later. Might not find all the parts. We only buried half of you. Barbeque. Yum. Sales. Memorial Day Sales. 25% off crying fits. Buy me some stuff and eat and let's pretend this is normal and not horrific and my grief isn't a teenager crying still. After all, someone is making money and there's a fresh war brewing catty corner from where the U.S. military left half of you. Of all your pranks, dying on Memorial Day 2009 was a hurtful one. I don't write every Memorial Day but I do rewrite too many.
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